If you had told me even 3 short years ago that this trio of childhood friends would be married and fathers I would have had a hard time not laughing out loud.
But here they are and fantastic husbands and fathers they have each become.

back...by popular demand

As most of you know the bejos clan is not a Facebook family, although I have been known to log in with mama bejos' password, and cruise around to see pics of weddings, babies and other special occasions that happen in our very large extended family. Apparently today I missed a post by my  Great Aunt Sid, but I did receive both an email and a screenshot text cuing me in on her advice.

Well Aunt Sid, I could not agree more.

Here are a couple of pics from last weekend (and yes I know we are knocking on the door of this weekend) when some very good friends were in town attending the Pickin' In the Pines bluegrass festival. Fun, fun, fun.

 

couldn't get the video to rotate 

or more honestly I didn't spend the time to figure out how to

my gardener

Earlier this summer, on a day devoted to yard work during bejos boy's nap, mr. bejos and I went our separate ways to tackle projects. I stumbled upon him weeding my herb garden telling me how good gardening was "for the chi". Of course his good chi was ripping out my baby zinnias, all except for one lone survivor.
This single pink bloom.

Labor Day Weekend

Thank goodness for long weekends.
We squeezed in a night under the stars, worked in the garden, went to the county fair and accomplished many other tasks including unexpected glitches like repair the broken dryer, ugh.
The fair was definitely the highlight.

blackberry batch

It's that time of year again.

water

We spent a whole lot of time in the water in NY. It's just so easy to do.

date night

Taking full advantage of the very generous offers of childcare while with family in NY, Mr. Bejos and I finally got to the movie theater to see Moonrise Kingdom. It was a cute film in typical Wes Anderson fashion.
The best part was that we had the entire theater to ourselves...for real! Of course there is only about 25 seats in theater 3, and the film began 10 minutes late because, we assume, they must have forgotten that they sold any tickets. The funny thing was that the computer system wouldn't allow the young cashier to sell us tickets early because the theater was being "cleaned". But when we arrived to our private screening room there was no evidence of any cleaning crew having been though this particular theater in a few screenings. Small town movie theaters. What can you do?
Mr. Bejos was kind enough to shoot some footage

We passed the time with phone pics